It leaves tomorrow .
Last night he said I souls find a place and move out......um I own this place. Wth. Can he be thwt stupid?
I have been turning things around a bit. Like at dinner when in front of guests he stated there was nothing on his plate that tasted good.
I simply replied mine was pretty good, so sorry yours sucks
I sometimes get a glimpse of who I am. So busy doing so much. I loose me.
I just want to be accepted, loved, just having a hard time. The place might sale and I will leave what ever this place was to me behind.
I will leave him. The one who just drives by. Occasionally stops for a five minute fuck and I don't see him for months.
All the things I made happen here despite the sadness.
